From arms dealer to king of war

The battlefield in western Afghanistan is like a gradually tightening net...

Commander Qingshan spent several months mobilizing manpower and material resources to establish war points one after another.

The purpose of this is not simply to kill the enemy, but to build a war network.

When this network began to tighten, the enemies roaming in the western mountains and deserts gradually felt the tremendous pressure.

Past special forces attacks have allowed them to adapt to the rhythm, and they have gradually developed reflex-like counter-reconnaissance and counterattack capabilities.

Although the hide-and-seek style of fighting tired the enemy, it did not completely destroy their fighting spirit.

Because they always felt that they were just careless. Although they were always driven away by the aerial fire led by the special forces, they just felt that they had a chance.

The lives of Aqiong Khan are too cheap. Simply consuming their soldier resources will not destroy their fighting spirit at all. Instead, it will arouse their will to resist and recruit more desperadoes to join their ranks.

But the situation is different now. When the most important drug trafficker leader of Zaranji's gang is caught, it is equivalent to taking away the core of the other party's interests, just like draining the bottom of the cauldron.

At this time when the war net begins to tighten...

This big net is like a sieve. It leaks the swaying tribal armed forces through the mesh, and then slowly compresses the target fish's activity space into the no-escape zone.

Igor had previously eliminated the drug dealers in Pakistan, and now Boss Qiao simply eliminated the drug dealer leaders within Zaranj.

The remaining teams swimming around in the war zone were like big fish one by one, struggling and resisting in the net, and then quickly lost their ability to fight back under the attack of the 'missile harpoon'.

When the 'big fish' was slowly hammered to death, those swing tribes who had been deliberately left out began to choose to stand in line honestly.

Growing poppies will kill you, so grow barley.

Anyway, people from Jialiang Trading will provide seeds for free and help restore water conservancy facilities for free.

This battle, which had been planned for several months, was over in just half a month!

Most of the excessive firepower prepared by P·B was not used in the end. The Apache Igor borrowed from the Shah had no time to work, and the drug dealers disappeared.

The young man suppressed his anger for a long time, and finally punched the empty space, which made him an irritated mess.

Compared to the irritable Igor, the father Qiao Jia is much quieter...

After he came back from Zaranj, he locked himself in the office for two days, then sat in the command room and watched a group of staff officers and technicians commanding the frontline synthetic battalions and special forces as if they were playing a game, and organized the armed organizations one by one. Divide, surround, bomb...

When the purpose of war is to destroy one party's vitality, fighting becomes cruel and boring.

At this time, the special operations team has lost its protagonist status, and various long-range artillery fire has become the absolute protagonist!

The combined battalion is responsible for the work of the sheepdog, driving the enemy to a predetermined position.

The special operations team is responsible for confirming the target and preventing the enemy from abducting civilians and causing P·B to explode accidentally.

155mm artillery shells and 250kg aerial artillery fire flew uncontrollably over the western part of Afghanistan...

Not interesting!

This is the conclusion reached by Boss Qiao and Igor together!

A group of technicians who might die suddenly if they run 5 kilometers with heavy loads determines the outcome of the war.

This made Qiaojia, who had already done some deep introspection, feel helpless, and made Igor, who had grown up in a soldier's den, very irritable...

After watching a slender Kurdish female technical soldier give the order, within ten seconds a mountaintop on the screen was covered by artillery fire. Then the female soldier announced with an expressionless face that the target had been hit, and then the convoys of the synthetic battalions outside seemed to be commanded. Like a toy, it started to turn around...

Igor walked up to his father with a stiff neck. The little guy actually didn't know why he was angry, but his father had been a little unhappy recently, and then this emotion was transmitted to him, so Igor also Started to be unhappy!

"I won't read it anymore. It's boring. I want to fight on my own..."

Qiao Jia heard Igor's words. He was stunned for a moment. After his eyes regained focus, he looked at Igor who was stunned and stunned, and subconsciously said: "Who are you going to hit?"

Igor rubbed his nose and said angrily: "I will beat anyone who is hostile to us, I will beat anyone who bullies others, and I will beat anyone who is disobedient...

I don’t want to stay here anymore. Jacques is a fool. He has been bullied recently. I want to be the boss and I want to protect him..."

Qiao Jia looked at the stocky boy in front of him. He sighed, nodded and said, "It's really not interesting here. If you want to go, just go..."

Igor frowned and looked at his father and said, "Aren't you coming with me?

The dragon lizard said you were sick, and finding a few people to beat you up might make you feel better..."

As he spoke, Igor cracked his fingers and said viciously: "There are many disobedient bastards around Kandahar. Let's beat them together and hang them under the Apache." Make them wet their pants.”

Qiao Jia was moved and smiled. He waved his hand and said, "We are not bullies and hooligans. We cannot use Apaches and Boxer dogs to bully people."

After hearing this, Igor wrinkled his little nose and said unhappily: "The Taliban's chief judge asked people to use RPG to blow up thieves, why can't I?"

Qiao Jia looked at his son's violent appearance and said helplessly: "We have to convince people with virtue. It doesn't matter if you want to help Jacques. Let Al Rahway bring the golden eagle to help. We can't let the dragon lizard take action... …”

As he spoke, Qiao Jia waved away Igor's hand that was touching his holster, and said: "You are not allowed to carry a gun. If you have the ability, you can carry an RPG and fight for justice. I guarantee that everyone is afraid of you!"

When Igor heard this, he said dejectedly: "Dad, the business of the dog farm is not good. Those animal protectionists don't let the dogs go out to work. There are many people asking me for salary. Give me a gun. I will If you find someone to sell it to, you can pay them a salary..."

Qiao Jia looked at his son's aggrieved look. He pulled out his M9, replaced the magazine with rotten eggs, stuffed it into his hand, and said: "In my experience, if you want to solve the problem, you Instead of selling daddy's gun, why not take it and shoot the person who makes the most noise?

Well, it’s better to give that Asma a shot, El-Rawi probably deserves a bullet..."

Igor fiddled with his pistol and said viciously: "Those bastards of animal protectionists said they were here to help for free, but they ended up making trouble every day.

They would rather sleep with the dog and take photos every day than let the dog go out to work to support themselves.

I should give them each a shot. They are so kind. I should let them go out and work for dogs to make money to buy dog ​​food. "

Qiao Jia, who had always been depressed, looked at his son's sad face, and his mood actually improved a lot...

This kid is so lawless, but he ended up being stumped by a bunch of animal rights activists...

He is definitely not short of money, but he accepts the deadlock, that is, people have to work if they want to eat, and dogs have to work if they want to eat.

Now those animal rights activists don’t let dogs work, and they don’t even have real dog trainers to work with, and they have to pay them salaries.

This can't be tolerated!

Especially for Asma and Al-Rawi, employees who cannot share the boss's worries deserve to be shot...

Qiao Jia stretched out his hand and rubbed Igor's head, and said seriously: "Then don't shoot the person who wants the salary, go and shoot Asma and Al Rahway, and then let them go together. Clean the toilet.

When the dog farm runs according to your ideas, you let them go back to their posts..."

Igor was a reasonable person. He frowned and asked curiously: "Why? They didn't do anything wrong..."

Qiao Jia laughed, looked at Igor's clear eyes, and said with a smile: "They are your assistants, and the assistant's responsibility is to handle specific matters.

Let me ask you, do they know what you want to do? "

Igor scratched his head and said, "I know..."

Qiao Jia sneered and said, "They know what you want to do but don't do it. What's the use of such assistants?"

Igor ‘Huh? ’ and said, “Those animal protectionists are very difficult to deal with, and they seem to have no solution…”

Qiao Jia grinned and sneered: "Then if they can't solve the problem, why are they still assistants?

You are the boss, you are not responsible for solving specific problems, you just need to find people who can solve the problems..."

As he spoke, Qiao Jia looked at Igor who seemed to understand. He smiled, patted the guy on the head, and cursed with a smile: "Don't steal my and your mother's guns and sell them in the future..."

If you want to make money, just buy the goods from P.B.'s warehouse with your own money. There are some damaged Hummers in there that are worthless. You buy them and find someone to repair them, and then have them take them to the market to sell them...

Whether it is Pakistan or Afghanistan, Hummers are very popular.

If you can ask your Uncle Liang to tow the Hummer back to your hometown, you might be able to sell it for a higher price!

As the son of an arms dealer, you can't always take advantage of your parents. You have to find your own way to make money. "

Igor stared with innocent eyes, nodded seriously and said: "I understand!"

Qiao Jia guessed that he didn't understand, but it didn't matter. As long as Asma and El Rawi suffered a little, they would give up the office politics that held each other back. This small problem would be easily solved by then.

Seeing Dorian coming from the door with a piece of information, Qiao Jia pressed Igor's shoulder to turn him around, pushed him and said: "Go and play, remember to treat Asma and Ai L. Rahway, be fair and give them each a shot..."

After speaking, Qiao Jia looked at Dorian who came up to him and said, "Is there any news?"

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There’s still time before 12 o’clock!